Next morning

In the morning, Sebastian woke up early with the idea of pulling Gabrielle into his arms once again, as he had done during the night, only to find that she was gone. His plans for the morning were being cancelled. He had to get in the shower again for a little cold water therapy. Not that he was helping, but there was nothing else he could do now that she was gone.

Maybe after a cup of coffee and a hearty breakfast, he'd have the chance to pull her aside and show her what he had in mind. Yes, he smirked, that was already a plan, he decided, and headed for the kitchen, where he hoped there would be at least a litre of black-as-night coffee to cheer him up.